Mar 2011
It is not
fear
that grips me
when we are so high in the sky,
above the clouds,
yet beneath the sun,
where people are molecules,
and buildings are
ants.
fear
that grips me
when we are so high in the sky,
above the clouds,
yet beneath the sun,
where people are molecules,
and buildings are
ants.
Written March 4, 2011.
